At the beginning of February I accidentally fell in love with a boy that fits me like a glove. I loved him and he loved me but he made a tough decision that he wanted to join the army I couldn't imagine him at war and then all of a sudden i hear a knock at my door, a soldier with a box in his hand telling me over and over again how sorry he was for my lost. But even though the soldier kept apologizing I just drop to my knees and started crying, praying that it wasn't true and maybe someday God would reconnect me back with you. I know that our true love is there because even when you're gone i can still it in the February air.